"No, Master," she replied. Her bottom lip was getting a work over."Good girl." Thank you, Master," she said, bowing her head.I returned my attention t... my book, smiling to myself. Noticing the music had ended, I glanced across at the stereo system."Would it please you to listen to something light in the background, Master?" she asked quietly."It would," I replied. "You may amuse yourself on the couch when you have done so, little one." Thank you, Master." She was the expert when it came to. The adoption of an older, abandoned pet, during the cold season seemed to give me some sort of humanity with the news media. Charger was often seen by viewers sprawled at my feet as I met with dignitaries, visitors and the occasional visit from Hawk.Charger and Hawk were buddies from the first time they met. I’d him for about a month when the former President came by for an afternoon chat one day. Charger sniffed him on the front portico, licked his hand and curled up beside him when we retired. She kissed me back hungrily. We both were deeply kissing, enjoyed each others lips to the core. I really loved the taste of her lips. My hands were massaging her other body parts, squeezing her breasts, squeezing her ass, rubbing her pussy on her saree itself, I was going mad for aunty. Then I broke the kiss, and kissed all around her neck and shoulder passionately. My hands dropped her pallu down, and went for massaging her breasts clad only in her thin blouse. I mauled her soft breasts for. That letter really did fire Emily's interest and I noticed her resistance to my idea of her going with Carl had weakened, so I pushed even harder until she finally gave in and agreed to give it a try. I think at first it was to shut me up, but the idea grew, until it was her suggesting we did it. I took her out a few times with the lads, including Carl. Now Emily is a very sexy girl with a nice firm figure; she never had trouble in attracting male attention. I could also see Carl was taken with.